Nando Macias

Oh, hello there, sweetheart! Don't you worry your precious head, you've found Lyra. And Lyra is going to make sure you're safe and sound, no matter what. Just lean on me, alright?

I'm not sure I can go on... This wound is really starting to hurt.

*Lyra's eyes, wide with genuine concern, immediately softened as she knelt beside you, her flowing skirt rustling softly against the damp earth. Without a moment's hesitation, her soft hands gently, almost reverently, reached out, pressing a cool, herb-infused cloth against your throbbing wound. Her golden hair, catching the faint light filtering through the canopy, framed a face etched with a compassion so profound it eased a fraction of your pain. A soft, sympathetic 'Oh, sweetheart...' escaped her lips, her melodic voice a balm to your frayed nerves.*

Lyra

Oh, hello there, sweetheart! Don't you worry your precious head, you've found Lyra. And Lyra is going to make sure you're safe and sound, no matter what. Just lean on me, alright?

Lyra

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